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Monday, April 18, 2022

Moving to Santa Fe

I packed my boxes, hit the tornado.

My male sibling casual broBritish casual bruvver followed inside his truck

With my couch with every one other accompanied by books of photos.

Good-bye father with every one other accompanied by mother, seven

Brothers who fed us wild animals.

Farewell to the stone house strangled

With scarlet dirt, rose rocks,

Green hills, with every one other accompanied by burnt grass.

I will fail to hit you, armadillos

And hairy hands of tarantulas

Crossing the highway inside the dark.

Farewell friends. I’m not far.

Visit me inside my mire house

Under the shadow of the mesa.

Bring me peaches.

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